C404 Pectineum

"Wei'er, why have we been in this palace for thirty-five years?" Rong'er's expression was calm as he softly muttered to himself.

Rong'er, you should never ask this question. You've tasted everything in this palace, thirty-five years old. Ling Qiao'er said in a daze, "Until today, I still have to speak the truth, I am really envious of you ?"

At night, after the snowfall, the air was very fresh